That’s a bold, punchy title that screams "unapologetic romance" or "gritty dark comedy." To give this story the right vibe, let’s lean into the idea of a woman who is tired of her own "superpower."
Elara Vance doesn’t have a type; she has a magnetic field. It doesn’t matter if she’s at a funeral, a high-stakes board meeting, or a literal convent—if there is a man with questionable morals and a jawline that could cut glass within a five-mile radius, he will find her. She is a "D*ck Magnet," and she’s had enough.
A nosy cast of secondary characters who keep pushing them together.
While attempting to fix a leak in her cabin, she manages to accidentally flood her kitchen. When she calls the only emergency plumber in town, she expects a grizzled old man named Silas. Instead, she gets Julian Thorne. Julian is everything Elara is trying to avoid: dark hair, brooding eyes, and a mysterious past that practically radiates "red flag."
But Julian isn't interested in her. In fact, he seems to actively dislike her. For the first time in her life, the magnet is repelling.